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• Written by Bigarsh
Dennis Earl,
Turlock High School
it was kinda cool
cutting class for the pool
we got some lsd at santa cruz
eating shrooms on a cruze with gin and juice
R I L
,,,price check,,,
no receipt nigga i got that
here my gun go plap plap
here my dick go smack smack
codeine
Vicodin
Xanax
snort that coke that looks like a Kleenex
i feel the world go round n round
as the sun fin a be in the east bound
my dreams are falling like evil angels
mediocre jobs are not so stable
just so you can be another label,
another slave
another number
i feel like another pile of lumber
im feeling lower than a broken bumper
watching turtles hate on shredder
liked it when those days were better
heather
was the girl i fucked last winter
post cards and my letters
are what i wrote and i sent her
bent her over
gave it to her
hit the slopes
switch 180
front side, 50-50
stop 2 save
got to get some brandy
bitches love that shit more than candy
titties bouncing
start pole dancing
point my lance as if i'm jousting
boom boom boom
here that bass
back to my place pussy don't got a face
bitches shake their booty
acting snooty
ya you know that judge Judy
sippin on my baily
wishin i can do this daily
parents treat me like a baby
no need for chasers
im too lazy
pants arnt baggy hipsters
at the rave
ya i kissed her
i fucked her
on the dance floor
ya i bumped her
bumpen ayo from a stranger
that white girl is my cater
bitch whyd you have to lie to me
giving blowjobs to my friends
you dont mean shit to me
like anti-hestimines
your history
now wash your mouth out with some Listerine
now shut your mouth stop pestering
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Bigarsh
Member since October 18 2013